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Stella simply answered. "But you lied to your father," Lynn said. "It's just a little white lie it won't kill him" Stella shrugged. Her eyes then looked at mine and found myself lost in them. "Okay, I'm done with the chit-chat, werewolves are real" Eva simply said. "Werewolves are not real," Scott said in a correction voice. "What if we can prove it," Lucien said standing up from his chair looking at both Scott and Stella. "Okay," She said unsure of what to say.

Call upon me when in need. I'm always watching over you. How long will it take for this prophecy come to pass? Can two teenagers that come from completely different backgrounds bring the balance and harmony to the world as Selene has promised? What if they don't like one another despite the mate bond and the prophecy? If they can't get along with each other, there certainly is no hope for the rest of them.

He asked. "Because I don't want to! Don't you guys get it" I spread my hand and felt that this scene is somewhat familiar even though I don't know when it ever happened. "This is also about your future, The prophecy existed because of you and I" He said as I paused. "Wait! Hold in! What are you talking about?" I asked him but he just shook his head. "We can't meet now because of the present situation but that doesn't mean that things will change. We all have secrets that we want to find out and this might be a stepping stone because it is called 'FATE'." He said as I rolled my eyes.

However, when she heard up to this point, Sharly's eyes dimmed somewhat. She smiled bitterly and said, "The prophecy that you know is actually only the first prophecy. That gavel had three prophecies." "The first prophecy is that big brother will become the master of this world." "Right now, a small portion of this prophecy has been successfully prophesied. It is on the verge of becoming a reality." The maidservant excitedly asked, "Then what is the second prediction?" However, Sharly suddenly became serious and said, "The second prophecy is more mysterious. The Legal Elder told my brother that he will have a fated opponent rising from the East. In the end, the two sides will have a big batt

Cronos chuckled. Prophecies were prophecies. If they could be easily discerned, the world would run on prophecies alone. Alas, there were very few people who could accurately discern a prophecy, and those who succeeded once, would never succeed again. Such was the fate of those who strove to overcome fate. “That is why that power smelled so similar to yours,” 1st muttered in pain.

[Charity, the friendship of man for God, which Unites us to God] [The most excellent of the Virtues] [Associated Skill - Prophecy Artwork - Divine Blessing] I continued to receive random information on such things, but I wasn't particularly concerned because these things weren't new to me. As someone who held one of the sins, what I was thinking was along the lines of, "Should I remove a potential enemy?" As a holder of a virtue, I knew the status I was shown was not all it seems, because having possessed a sin myself, I understood how powerful it can be. Tch. That's a pretty annoying power. Prophecy, the ability to see the future. This alone was enough to convince empires to wage war for su

“I think if the prophecy is indeed true, the elders and the religious section of the society will favor the prophesied one and so will the Saint thus threatening Alpha Vidar’s position and maybe that is the reason Alpha has been hiding about the prophecy all this time.” I tensed my brows, my heart hammering against my chest. “But I wonder if the Saint will side with him because, according to the prophecy, the prophesied one will bring the crimson spring with blood, flames and darkness, which insinuates towards a mass-level blood spill. That is, if the prophecy is true.” Miya shrugged airily. It’s true. True. True. True. I got up, hugging Carol to my chest as I paced near the door restlessly.

“The prophecy that foretold the King’s downfall, and of the true heir’s rise to the throne.” “Tell it to me,” I demanded. “The King, he commanded us—” “TELL ME,” I repeated, rolling off as much power as I could to override Tobias’s command on the Beta. He quoted the prophecy to me immediately, “‘It will begin with a stolen crown A worthy scion Nature and Moon Forbidden but inevitable Forever bringing harmony The chains of the past will threaten But the light will sunder them And turn them to dust.’” My mind was reeling with all the information he had just given me. A prophecy? A curse?

“I can see your skepticism, and while I fully understand it, I assure you I have looked into every avenue—I’ve traveled down every path, consulted many other Seer’s, and each one point in your direction.” “How can you be sure? What proof do you have that this prophecy is about us?” “The prophecy speaks about a man, a man they call the master of dreams, manipulator of will. Does this not call to you? Do you not feel it’s truth in the very depths of your soul?” His jaw clenched and unclenched as he scoured my face, probing with eyes of homed steel, ready and willing to slice into flesh to find his answer.

I purred. He was silent for a while, before taking in a deep breath and exhaling. “There’s more to the prophecy than what you know.” My heart thudded. “What do you mean?” Eric stepped closer, his gaze intense. “The Blood Moon. If neither you nor your mother kills each other when it rises, the world will be thrown off balance. The mystics’ powers — the wolves’ strength, the vampires’ immortality, the witches’ magic — will spin out of control, consuming the world in chaos. That’s the part of the prophecy my father doesn’t want you or anyone else to know.”